Twelve

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That is how many times I have been pregnant. I have 3 kids. Now I am done and truly sad about it- but I have to be done. I can barely keep up with these three and my 41 yr old body just can’t take it…. not to mention this small house is crowded and we are not moving. If I had gotten married younger and started having kids earlier I would probably try for one more. “I’m not trying to overpopulate the earth, just outnumber the idiots!”

But my baby girl is a week away from 7 months and I am feeling all these crazy emotions about being done. I know it’s what I need to do for health and sanity and financial reasons and I am a reasonably girl- but I’m just really sad about it. Probably because my kids are AWESOME! (most of the time 😉

So I just keep reminding myself to stay present in the moment and treasure all the good times, take lots of pictures and write the funny stuff down. I’ll have to come up with a new happiness plan when she doesn’t want to nurse anymore but I will probably throw a huge party when I she gets potty trained and I’m done with diapers!

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